I stopped in Greenfield, Indiana, got gas for my car and stopped at McDonalds. After going to piss and wash my hands (both piss related and gasoline related), I got in line, and eventually got to order, “An Egg McMuffin and a large coffee, please, to go.”
At that point, the cashier burst into tears, abandoned her station, and fled to the back room.
I can’t even begin to imagine what that was all about.
When she ran away, was she searching for a metal pipe? You may have lucked out.
I noticed those threads after I started this one.
She just went away. After a couple minutes of confusion, someone else stepped up and filled my order and I went away.
I just kept wondering.
It was probably unrelated to you. At a guess, someone before you was a total ass and she managed to hold it in until you ordered.
bwahahahahahaha (over ladyfoxfire’s comment). dang too slow on the post
A friend and colleague of my wife’s died yesterday. She almost called into work (her part time retail job, not one where her colleague worked) because she was afraid of having that sort of reaction in the middle of her shift.
So who knows what’s going on in her life?
Maybe you look like a dead relative of hers or something?
Heh, I was thinking about that. “I’d like an Egg McMuffin and a large coffee, please, to go, and by the way, I’m your long-lost grandfather.”
Enough was enough. You just happened to be there during her epiphany.
Did you remember to zip?
:rolleyes: Yes. :rolleyes:
I think.
I can’t imagine that scaring teenagers these days anyway: “It looks like a penis, only smaller.”
You ordered the last coffee. She wanted it.
REALLY wanted it.
-D/a
It was 10:01 and she was afraid to tell you breakfast was over.
An egg mcmuffin and coffee? To go?? [runs weeping from thread]
I dunno, I’ve felt like running out of the office and never coming back on occasion. I think it is a condition of modern life.
That’s the funniest thing I’ve read all week. You really don’t get it?
Except McDonald’s doesn’t stop serving breakfast until 10:30. I should know. I saw “Big Daddy.”
You heartless bastard. Her cat Muffin was run over by a car only two days ago. How could you bring it up like that?
And goddamnit, if it’s 10:31, they simply cannot help me when I want an effin bagel bacon egg and cheese sandwich! Why? I know you have the damn things back there in your kitchen; where would they go in the 60 seconds from when I pulled into the drive through line (at 10:30, when I could have gotten one) to the time I got to order my food? 
Sorry for the mini-hijack
Because dudes in wheelchairs can’t come over the counter at them?